I'm ill so I thought I'd amuse myself and read some of your poetry. Not amuse myself haha more amuse myself in a reciting them out loud and trying to sound like Greg Hicks. Your pieces for some reason really remind me of Poor Beck (It's the new play at the swan) the language you use is blank and without pity, sounds good spoken out angry it invokes emotions from the words. Can't really ask for more. the repitition of stop makes for a great rough end to each lines flow. Stop and the flow stops and the thought train stops. The reader sort of obeys your commands.
Stop
Stop
Stop
I might have to start using that technique, it's cool.